Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

There was no sound in the venue, and the air was terrible.

Under the influence of this known silence, the thin, tall, glasses-faced man standing on the stage to report, involuntarily stopped the voice of the speech, a little too confident whether he should continue Go on.

Finally someone broke the silence and said.

"What's your name?"

Asking this question is sitting in the front row of Intel Group CTO Mayberry.

His gaze first exchanged two rounds on the ppt on the curtain and the man's face on the stage before asking the question.

Looking at the well-known big man in the industry and his own little transparent conversation, the person who made the report on the stage was subconsciously surprised, but soon he realized that he was still reporting, so he nodded and said

"...He Hai, Warwick R&D Engineer."

He Hai?

Subconsciously spelling the name in his head, Mayberry frowned and thought for a while, not thinking about where he had heard or seen the name.

Finally, after thinking about it for a while, he didn't have a clue. He finally gave up, wasting time on this insignificant problem, and staring at the man named He Hai, and lowered his voice.

"What is your name is not important."

He Hai: "???"

Not what you want to ask?

I didn't realize that there was a problem with this sentence. Mayberry pushed the glasses on the bridge of the nose and continued without hesitation.

"I noticed that you mentioned the term carbon-based chip. In combination with the content of this ppt, can I understand that you are conveying this signal on behalf of Warwick to the academia and industry of integrated circuit design? You are already on the carbon base. Has a breakthrough in chip technology?"

Strictly speaking, the report will only be halfway through, and it will be far from the questioning session. Mayberry, who is now talking to the reporters on the stage, does not respect the reporters much and does not respect the other audiences at the venue.

There are exceptions to everything.

At this moment, almost no one frowned at his behavior, because everyone wanted to know the question he asked -

Are those things on ppt true?

Apparently, it was not expected that Mayberry would ask such a strange question. He Hai looked at him with a strange look, and looked back at his own ppt, confirming that he did not write anything that was misunderstood. Said the next head.

“As you can see, as the first Longteng 1 series chip based on carbon-based chip technology, we have adopted a new generation of carbon-based transistors jointly developed by the Institute of Computational Materials of Jinling Institute of Advanced Research and carbon-based chip labs... ”

At the moment when I heard the keyword of carbon-based transistors, the voice of the discussion instantly swept the venue like the rising tide of the sea.

The concept of a carbon-based chip is not something that only appeared this year, but until today, the word was just a concept for most people sitting here, and even the academic community is not feasible for this technical route. Controversy.

However, it is such a controversial technology...

Has anyone told him that he has been taken?

The expression on Meber's face was as wonderful as a tomato on his head. In a panic he barely kept calm and stared at the reporter standing on the stage, hysterically.

“Can you represent Warwick Group? Can you be responsible for what you said? Do you know what it means to publish false academic results at such a conference?”

When he said this, he has been trying to overcome the blindness caused by racial differences, trying to see a trace of flaws from the face of the Chinese people and to expose this false lie.

However, he was disappointed after all.

This unrealistic expectation is like a straw floating on the waves.

I saw that after hearing his doubts, the reporter named He Hai thought that he was really asking this question in a serious and responsible manner, so he smiled embarrassedly and added a sentence.

"Oh, don't worry about this."

"The author of this paper is our academician."

"This project is actually responsible for him."

Professor Lu!

When I heard the name, I took a breath in the venue.

Mayberry’s face was white and his lips were shaking, and he could not speak.

If he had just waited for it, the whole report would be just an oolong. There is no carbon-based chip technology. The thing on the ppt is just a balloon that Warwick blows. So now, this is unrealistic. The expectation has been annihilated in the word "Academician"...

The Nobel Prize and the Fields Prize double winner, the prover of Riemann's conjecture, seems to have recently won the highest award in the field of applied mathematics. With so many titles and auras, just picking two out is enough to flash the eyes of countless people.

With this status as a big country in China, it is obviously not necessary to come out as a platform for a certain enterprise.

If this technology is really guaranteed by this ambitious academic reputation...

Is there any suspense in this sense?

Looking at Mayberry, who couldn’t say a word, He Hai asked under hesitation.

"Hey, can I continue?"

"...you can continue." He spoke to Swan, who was sitting next to Mayberry and had not spoken. Instead of the cto who had been stupid, the whole man said this.

Looking at the line of sight that stared at him, He Hai swallowed and nervously pointed to the next line.

"Okay, okay."

......

He Hai swears that today's report will definitely be the pinnacle of his life.

At least the peak of the first half of life.

The entire venue is filled with well-known scholars and engineers in the semiconductor industry, as well as those in the industry who don't even look at themselves.

However, at this moment, the ordinary research dog sitting on the stage, whether it is the same as himself, or the lesser general academic leader or the first person in charge of a project, quietly like a sculpture, listening to himself. Look at the picture on the ppt.

He can be sure that these expressions are not pretending, they must have listened to it.

Because when he pulled out the chip test performance parameters, the sound of the audience's exclamation can be said to be one after another...

"28nm process technology, integration of 10 million per square millimeter ... against the standard Xeon series chips, it is crazy!"

"How is this possible! I absolutely don't believe this is true until I see the real thing!"

"The clock frequency of 3.7ghz, the highest power consumption of 20w... Oh, don't wake up."

"In theory, carbon-based chips do have better heat dissipation than silicon-based chips..."

"This is impossible! I only say it again, this is impossible!"

"..."

Hearing the whistling arguments from the ear, He Hai’s heart was not impatient, but full of gratification.

No matter how many people believe or who do not believe, it is always these people who have to listen to their own reports with questions.

As for those disputes...

Those things are not important at all.

The magical gadget he had seen, only the thumb nail cover is so big, light like a piece of paper. He couldn't use an accurate vocabulary to describe the shock in his heart at the time, but one thing he can be sure of is that people who are sitting here, like themselves, really saw the chip with the size of the thumb and the same expression. Will definitely appear on their faces...

After the end of the report, there was no questioning session, and the entire venue had become a mess.

Looking at the report that has ended on the stage, the pen of Qualcomm’s vice president, Coach, has no idea where to go, only the hand resting on the table is moving unconsciously.

Suddenly, he spoke up.

"My dear Wacker, do you know what I want to do now?"

The expression on Wakoff's face was almost the same as that of him. He swallowed his mouth and muttered like a nightmare.

"I don't know, I don't trade stocks... I seem to have some stocks in Qualcomm. In short, how much can I sell?"

Kochi smiled and nodded.

"We want to go with one piece."